In my 21 years 11 months and 15 days I have lived quite a bit.
So much so, that sometimes I feel like my life could be split into many different lives.
I have lived in bad times.
I have lived in good times.
I have lived in crippling sadness
I have lived in uplifting happiness.
This is why I know how to appreciate the good.
When you have experienced rock bottom in many senses of the phrase, you just don’t sweat the small things anymore.
I like the bad sometimes because it teaches me things about myself and the world around me.
I know how strong I am.
I know that I can handle everything that comes my way because I’ve been through worse.
Think about that next time you feel low. You’ve been through worse too. I’m willing to bet anything that that’s true.
You got through that, you can and will get through this.
There’s a comfort in knowing that everything works out at the end of a problem. You got through something. As long as you are still alive, you got through it. And you should be proud because it’s not easy.
In fact, staying alive is the hardest thing we do.
Yes, I have lived many different lives on the spectrum. From one extreme to another.
But this… This has to be my favorite time in my life.
It’s hard to feel too bad about anything when you’re this happy.